Wednesday, February 8, 2012

On the Road and Updates

This will be a rather boring blog. If you'd rather go and get a root canal rather than endure the next few minutes of reading...please, by all means. I would completely understand.

I've been on personal travel for a week now. Well, as I am sitting at the terminal at Tampa International, you could say that I am still on personal travel. Go ahead, I won't mind a bit. So, here I sit waiting for my flight home, reflecting on the the past week with Aunt Ellen. Her knee surgery went well in case you were wondering. We camped out in a downstairs bedroom for 5 days until she could maneuver the stairs to her living area (bedroom, kitchen and living room). I did manage to NOT gain any weight while I was there (at least I don't think so), as I spent those 5 days running up and down the stairs. It hard hard to leave her a little while ago and a arrival of the airport shuttle at her door prevented a long drawn out 'good-bye'.

I spent this past week talking to her, listening to her and finding solace in the closeness I felt to her. Often times I found myself lost in her resemblance to my Mother. Her hands, her eyes, her facial features...just like my Mother. It was bittersweet to the taste.

I was able to talk o Rich a couple of time every day but we are soooo not phone people! There was a great deal of silence and saying, "So......" - kinda reminded me of when he was deployed. There wasn't much to say as our days seemed like the one before; but knowing he was on the other of the line just warmed my heart and made me happy to know he was waiting at home - our HOME - for me! (Love him!!!)

So now I sit here at the terminal and am filled with such joy to be going home to my husband and family. I've missed them so much...yes, even those two crazy dogs and their constant running in and out of the doggy door.

Peace!

No comments:

Post a Comment

Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.

The Dark Days

I still have them...just without drinking through them. Sometime I wish I could, but it's not an option if I want to live. Peace